Terran Guardian - Chapter 3720

Chapter 3697 Three Great Eight Tribulation Half-Saints

The first round ended.

The Void Sword Sect and the Poison King Holy Land both lost three shares.

The Spirit Stream Sword Sect and the Forgetful Love Immortal Sect each gained one share.

The Blazing Fire

Dao Sect lost one share. The Xuanji Immortal Sect gained five shares.

The battle ended.

The cultivators of the Spirit Stream Sword Sect and the Forgetful Love Immortal Sect both had faint smiles on their faces. They had won

the first battle of the first round. Although they only gained one share, which was not as good as the Xuanji Immortal Sect, it was still a gain.

Only the Void Sword Sect and the Poison King Holy Land had dark faces.

Losing three shares in the first round was naturally not a good omen.

Soon.

The second round began.

This time, the Poison King Holy Land still went first, but the person from the Xuanji Immortal Sect who went up was Venerable Jiuyue.

However, the latter looked solemn, obviously not very confident about this battle.

Venerable Luo Tian slowly spoke, “Fellow Daoist Jiu Yue need not feel pressured. Even if we lose all of our forces in the second round, it won’t matter. After all, our sect won all of our forces in the first round, so losing all of our forces in the second round is not a big deal!”

“I will try my best to win twice!”

Venerable Jiu Yue sighed. This time, three of the five Half-Saints were at the Eighth Tribulation level, and the remaining two were at the Fourth Tribulation level and the Sixth Tribulation level, respectively.

The only Sixth Tribulation Half-Saint among them was Li Xuan Shuang from the Void Sword Sect.   To be honest, Venerable Jiu Yue wasn’t very confident

about this person   . After all, everyone was a Half-Saint at the same level, and no one could be sure of an absolute victory. As   for the remaining Fourth Tribulation Half-Saint, Venerable Jiu Yue wasn’t too worried. After all   , there was a two-level difference between the Fourth and Sixth Tribulation levels, and with absolute cultivation suppression, he naturally had no chance of losing.   Therefore,   the worst outcome of this battle was one win and four losses.   Considering   the first battle, the Xuanji Immortal Sect could still gain two more shares.   With this in mind…   The Nine Peaks Venerable felt much more at ease.   Looking at the Poison King Holy Land’s side, Su Gu’s face had completely darkened.   This was because the fourth-tribulation half-saint was from the Poison King Holy Land.   Looking around,   the Poison King Holy Land’s opponents this time included three eighth-tribulation half-saints and two sixth-tribulation half-saints, while their own side only had one fourth-tribulation half-saint.   If it weren’t for the crushing defeat in the first round, Su Gu could barely accept the opponents they faced in this battle.   After all, sacrificing one round to exchange for the top combat power of each sect was naturally not a loss.   But the problem was   that exchanging for top combat power required ensuring victories in the other rounds.   Otherwise, wouldn’t the exchange be in vain?   Unfortunately,   things had come to this point, and Su Gu was helpless. So, seeing that it was about to be the Poison King Holy Land’s turn again, he directly said with a dark face, “The Poison King Holy Land concedes defeat in this round!”   Hearing this, the other forces were not surprised.   The Poison King Holy Land was the weakest in this round; conceding defeat was useless.   Furthermore, it would be best if the opponent were willing to concede, as it would save them considerable effort.   Following the concesion of the Poison King Holy Land, the second to concede was the Spirit Stream Sword Sect, whose opponent was Li Xuanshuang, a sixth-tier half-saint from the Void Sword Sect.   Upon seeing that his opponent was the master of the Spirit Stream Sword Sect, he naturally conceded without hesitation.   No joke.   A sixth-tier cultivator fighting an eighth-tier cultivator   —it was a lost cause.   Next,   it   was the turn of the Spirit Stream Sword Sect’s master to face the master of the Li Huo Dao   Sect. In the void, the Li Huo Dao Sect’s master, Venerable Fenxiao, stepped out, his crimson robe seemingly billowing with fiery clouds. The temperature of the vast Crossing Tribulation Realm seemed to rise sharply, and space itself distorted violently.   His opponent possessed a youthful and handsome appearance, seemingly untouched by the passage of time.   ”I have long admired Fellow Daoist Jian Chen’s unparalleled mastery of the sword, and I have heard of his reputation for a long time. Today is a perfect opportunity for us to spar.   However, let’s stop here and not spoil our harmony, shall we?”   Venerable Fenxiao smiled faintly, looking towards the direction of the Lingxi Sword Sect.   Upon hearing this,   Jian Chen, the sect master of the Lingxi Sword Sect, nodded: “Just what I wanted, please!”   ”Please!”   Although their words were polite, the moment they truly clashed, the force of their attack was earth-shattering.   Venerable Fenxiao stood on the void, with endless fiery clouds gathering behind him. Within these clouds, an eternal, heaven-reaching divine fire seemed to illuminate the sky, threatening to devour the entire Crossing Tribulation Realm.   The terrifyingly scorching aura caused many cultivators present to change their expressions drastically.   Some even seemed unable to withstand this aura and had to temporarily retreat.   On the other side…   Jian Chen remained composed. With a flick of his finger, he created a sword, and countless miles of sky shattered, revealing terrifying cracks like bottomless abysses.   Everything crumbled instantly before such power.   ”Well done!”   Venerable Fenxiao laughed, and behind him, the supreme divine fire transformed into a Great Sun Phoenix, swooping down in an instant.   ”Boom—!!!”   In a flash, two terrifying forces erupted, a torrent shattering the entire sky of the Crossing Tribulation Realm.   Only because this world was connected to the ancient Great Sages would the aftershocks of this battle have been enough to destroy the entire Crossing Tribulation Realm.   ”An Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint is truly not to be underestimated!!”   Venerable Jiuyue’s expression turned solemn. Although he was a Sixth Tribulation Half-Saint, there was still a vast gap between him and an Eighth Tribulation   Half-Saint .   The gap widened with each subsequent tribulation.   The difference between the sixth and eighth tribulations was even greater than the difference between the first and third tribulations.   Venerable Jiuyue knew very well that with his strength, he probably wouldn’t be able to hold out for long against either of them.   The gap between them was so vast it was despair-inducing.   Even Shen Changqing now wore a serious expression.

While his record of slaying two Ninth Tribulation Half-Saints, and if you include the former Yellow Millet Sect Master, that makes three.

However—

all these achievements relied on the advantage of supreme treasures.

Without the Soul-Destroying Sword, he would never be a match for a Ninth Tribulation Half-Saint.

Let alone a Ninth Tribulation Half-Saint.

Even an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint would

be no match. Now, with Venerable Burning Cloud and Sword Dust, two Eighth Tribulation beings clashing, the sheer force of their battle was enough to make Shen Changqing feel a strong sense of threat.

His own strength, comparable to a Second Tribulation Half-Saint, seemed somewhat insignificant in the face of beings at this level.

“As expected of an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint, such beings are indeed not to be underestimated!”

Shen Changqing’s expression showed a hint of emotion.

Venerable Luo Tian calmly said, “There have been many semi-saints in the Chaotic Void Sea since ancient times, but very few have truly reached the seventh tribulation or higher.

The Li Huo Dao Sect and the Ling Xi Sword Sect have both achieved their Dao through long periods, so their foundations are naturally not to be underestimated.

Among the eight tribulation semi-saints, these two are definitely not weak!”

Hearing this,

Shen Changqing nodded.

Although he hadn’t seen many eight tribulation semi-saints, the strength these two displayed was indeed extraordinary.

“Fellow Daoist Luo Tian, who do you think is stronger?” Shen Changqing asked.

“It’s hard to say—”

Venerable Luo Tian shook his head slightly.

“At this level, every cultivator has some trump cards. In a life-or-death battle, it’s difficult to truly understand much until the very last moment.

Besides, in this fight, they won’t truly use all their trump cards.

Although a single victory or defeat involves a contest for the share of the Longevity Immortal Mine, it ultimately hasn’t reached the point of two eight tribulation semi-saints fighting to the death.

Such a sparring match makes it even more difficult to discern their true strength!”

Venerable Luo Tian said at length.

However, Shen Changqing only gleaned one meaning from the other party’s words:

he couldn’t discern their strength.

This was normal; unless one’s strength far surpassed the opponent’s, truly assessing their strength was no easy feat.

Moreover,

every cultivator possessed their own trump cards.

Until the very last moment, no one knew who would emerge victorious.

Indeed

, just as Venerable Luo Tian had said, neither side in this battle reached the point of a fight to the death.

After a brief exchange, the battle ended with Jian Chen shattering layers of divine fire with a single sword strike, leaving a sword wound on Venerable Fenxiao.

With the defeat of the Li Huo Dao Sect, the next battle was between the Lingxi Sword Sect

and the Wangqing Immortal Sect. The Wangqing Immortal Sect’s sect leader was also an Eighth Tribulation Half-Saint, his strength no less than Venerable Fenxiao’s. He fought Jian Chen, ultimately winning by a narrow margin.

Then came the Xuanji

Immortal Sect.

Venerable Jiuyue readily conceded defeat.

Ultimately—

the Lingxi Sword Sect won four wins and one loss, successfully securing three slots.

The third battle was the turn of the Void Sword Sect. Li Xuanshuang was decisive, having conceded defeats to the Blazing Fire Dao Sect and the Forgetful Love Immortal Sect, and then going all out against Venerable Jiuyue.

The latter was also going all out.

Both Li Xuanshuang and Venerable Jiuyue understood that both sects were guaranteed at least three losses in the second round, but whether they would suffer four would depend on their individual abilities.

If they could win this battle, their losses in the second round would be minimized.

Although the Xuanji Immortal Sect had five wins in the first round, Venerable Jiuyue still wanted to secure as much benefit as possible for his sect.

As for the Void Sword Sect, there was no need to elaborate.

The Void Sword Sect had already lost three shares in the first round, and if they lost this battle, they would lose another three shares.

Such an outcome was naturally unacceptable to the Void Sword Sect.

Therefore ,

the moment they met, both sides went all out without hesitation, neither holding back in the slightest, fighting with their last reserves.

The cultivators from both the Void Sword Sect and the Xuanji Immortal Sect wore solemn expressions, their eyes fixed on the battle in the void, to prevent any unforeseen events.

An unknown amount of time passed.

As Venerable Jiuyue endured a sword strike from Li Xuanshuang, resulting in half his body shattering, the opponent unleashed an ancient divine mountain to completely suppress him, ending the battle.

The ancient divine mountain weighed countless billions of jin, even a sixth-tribulation half-saint would find it difficult to withstand.

The moment the divine mountain pressed down, Li Xuanshuang’s delicate body completely exploded, only a wisp of her soul, carrying a mass of flesh and blood, escaped, eventually reforming into a body in the void.

Even so, this half-saint from the Void Sword Sect was severely injured, his life force almost completely extinguished, nearly perishing on the spot.

“In this battle, my Xuanji Immortal Sect has won!”

Venerable Luotian slowly spoke, his calm gaze fixed on the Void Sword Sect. Li Chenyuan’s expression turned cold upon hearing this, but he did not utter a word of rebuttal.